Bm A I was a highwaymanG Bm On the coach roads I did rideA G A With sword and pistol by my sideEm D A G Many a young maid lost her baubles to my tradeEm D A G Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my bladeBm A G A The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-fiveD A But I am still alive.Bm A I was a sailorG Bm And I was born upon the tideA G A And with the sea I did abide.Em D A G I sailed a schooner round the Horn to MexicoEm D A G I went aloft to furled the mainsail in a blowBm A G A And when the yards broke off they said that I got killedD A But I'm living still.Bm A I was a dam builderG Bm Across this river deep and wideA G A Where steel and water did collideEm D A G In a place called Boulder on the wild ColoradoEm D A G I slipped and fell into the wet concrete belowBm A G A Then they buried me in that great tomb that knows no soundD A But I am still aroundBm A G A I'll always be around, and around, and around, and aroundBm A I fly a star shipG A Bm Across the universe divideA G A And when I reach the other sideEm D A G I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I canEm D A G Perhaps I may become a highwayman againBm A G A Or I may simply be a single drop of rainD A But I will remainBm A G And I'll be back again, and again, and againBm A G And again, and again, and again(Bm)
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